Stepping into Tan Yin's room, Yan Yan smelled a strong smell of decay. She looked at all the windows in the room and opened them.
Tan Qin saw this and asked, "Will she catch a cold if she opens the window and talks?"
Yan Yan shook his head: "Old gods need to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice. The same principle applies to people recovering from illness. They must be grounded!"
The weather is good today, the sunshine is particularly good, the charcoal pot is still burning in the room, and the conversation is covered with two thick quilts, so it will not freeze. Not only will the illness not be cured, but it may even be possible if it is suffocated for a long time.
He died of carbon monoxide poisoning.
Yanyan walked over to look at Tan Yin lying on the bed, and saw that the black aura she had seen last time had completely enveloped Tan Yin's face, as if a black mist had covered Tan Yin's face. The whole thing
The man was so thin that only his skin and bones were left, and his body exuded a strong and strange aura of death.
Tan Qin carefully tucked the quilt around Tan Yin and sighed: "A Yin may have been ill for a while. She didn't like to eat at first. She has always been a decent person. We thought she thought she didn't look good in clothes because she was fat.
, I didn’t think about anything else.”
"Then she became more and more tired day by day. She always liked to instruct others to do the tasks she usually did, and her temper became worse and worse. There are many maids in our courtyard, and she is an older woman, not a eldest lady.
When it comes to her, others don't even care about her. She often sits alone in the yard."
"Then she was lying on the bed. When she couldn't get off the ground, we realized something was wrong with this person and asked the doctor in the house to ask for her pulse. The doctor didn't know why. He just said it was due to depression."
"No one knows what kind of depression she has in her heart. We didn't tell her when we asked her, but she just watched it disappear day by day. Hey! Please let Miss Tang Tang take a look at her."
Yan Yan sat beside the bed, and Tan Qin helped Tan Yin take out Tan Yin's hand from the quilt and put a small satin pillow under her wrist.
Yan Yan put his hand on Tan Yin's pulse.
Tan Yin has become so thin that he has lost his appearance. His skin is dull and has an old gray color. His pulse under Yanyan's fingers is stomachless, soulless, and rootless. This is a typical symptom of deep evil and exhaustion of vitality.
"True Zang Pulse" is the pulse condition of a person near death.
While Yan Yan was diagnosing Tan Yin's pulse, he carefully observed the black air covering her face. His gaze moved downwards inadvertently, and on the neck where Tan Yin was coming from, there was a faint mark visible on the edge of the skirt.
At this moment, a maid called Tanqin outside and said she had something to do with her in the front yard.
Tan Qin stood up and said to Yan Yan: "I don't have time here, and you are not an outsider. You can do what you want. There are maids serving soup and medicine outside. If you need anything, just call. I will go there first." After that, talk.
Qin followed the little maid and left in a hurry.
Yan Yan's eyes fell on the mark on Tan Yin's neck again.
She stretched her hands to Tan Yin's neck and opened her clothes to see what was in her neck.
As soon as his hand touched the skirt of Tan Yin's clothes, Tan Yin, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at Yan Yan with his empty yellow eyes, and his hand like a dead branch grabbed Yan Yan's wrist.
Yan Yan was startled and was about to pull out her hands and call someone.
Tan Yin actually clung to Yan Yan's hand and sat up suddenly from the bed.
She had a big mouth, staring dry and cloudy eyes, staring straight at Yan Yan, and her cracked lips opened and closed like a fish that was thrown ashore and was about to die.
"Help...save me...someone wants to eat...eat me, please help me..."
Tan Yin's mouth opened and closed wildly, and a sickeningly thick breath came out of her mouth. Yan Yan almost fainted from the smoke, so she quickly held her breath.
Although Tan Yin's tone made her feel uncomfortable, Yan Yan still couldn't bear to push her away because Tan Yin's words caught Yan Yan's attention.
She followed the conversation and asked, "Who wants to eat you?"
"Yes..." The words behind Tanyin seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she made a series of "gurgling" sounds in her throat, like bones rubbing together. She suddenly let go of Yan Yan's hand and fell heavily.
Go back to bed.
Yan Yan was startled, thinking she was dead, and hurriedly went to check her breathing. He was relieved when he found that there was still a trace of breath in the talking voice.
Yanyan thought for a moment, then went into the Xumi Realm and took out a Jiu Suiji steamed bun, poured half a bowl of hot water from the hot teapot on the bedside, soaked the steamed bun until soft, lifted up Tan Yin and sat on the bedside to feed it to her.
Although Yanyan doesn't like talking about music, it still costs human life. Canghua said that Lingmai steamed buns can nourish the essence of mortals, so Yanyan gave it a try.
Sure enough, Yan Yan put the Lingmai steamed bun to Tan Yin's mouth. Tan Yin's nose immediately moved a few times as he was dying, and he slowly opened his eyes, and struggled to say a few words with his chapped lips: "Eat,
eat……"
Yan Yan fed Tan Yin spoonfuls of soaked steamed buns.
I don’t know if it’s the effect of Lingmai steamed buns or the survival instinct of human beings. At the beginning of the conversation, he was still taking small bites. After eating a few bites, he started to eat big and fast. Soon he finished one steamed bun and finally ran away.
I drank all the steamed buns and tea.
Yan Yan knew that she hadn't eaten for several days, so he didn't dare to feed her too much, so he had to coax her to sleep first.
There was a little maid outside the window who was dedicated to serving Tanyin Decoction. Yan Yan didn't say anything about eating steamed buns, only that she had a bowl of tea.
When the maid saw that Yan Yan had actually given Tan Yin some water, she happily thanked him repeatedly.
Yan Yan only said that he would come back to visit the next day and left.
Just after Yan Yan left, the little maid was clearing away the soup bowl beside Tan Yin's bed when Tan Yin suddenly opened her eyes.
Seeing that her energy was much better than before, the little maid smiled and said: "You can have tea now. You are probably getting better. What do you want to eat? There is rotten broth simmering in the kitchen. I will bring you some."
eat."
Tan Yin shook his head and touched his face: "I don't want to eat, please bring me a mirror."
The little maid laughed and said: "If you don't recuperate honestly, what will you do with your hard work? If you don't work, you can go out and start a career."
Tan Yin's eyebrows widened, and he opened his mouth to curse: "Damn hooves, if you are told to take it, take it as quickly as possible, don't give your mother's fart!"
When she becomes a serious aunt in this courtyard, all the maids who talked back to her will be sold out!
The little maid knew that Tan Yin had a bad temper and did not dare to contradict her anymore, so she had to obediently go get the bronze mirror and hand it to her.
Tan Yin held the bronze mirror and took a look inside: "Oh my God!" She screamed, accidentally knocked the bronze mirror to the ground, opened the quilt in panic and got out of bed.
The little maid didn't know what she was going to do. When she saw her stumbling towards the closet, she was afraid that she would get worse from the cold, so she quickly went up to help her back to bed, but was pushed to the ground by Tan Yin.
"No! You can't let him see me like this, you can't let him see me like this! Where is my embroidered lotus skirt... and my pair of blue satin embroidered shoes with pearl buttons..."
Tan Yin kept chattering and rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for things.